The Koel (The Koel's Serenade)

Within a circular, almost medallion-like frame, a dark bird slips through an overabundance of bloom—its midnight body absorbing light while petals flare around it in whites, pinks, and embers of red. The composition stages a gentle tension between concealment and revelation: the bird’s watchful eye and pointed beak carve a quiet path amid layered leaves and overlapping blossoms, suggesting movement held in suspension. This riot of botanical color becomes less a decorative field than a metaphor for attention itself—how aliveness can be both sheltering and overwhelming, and how a single presence can anchor a wild, fragrant world.